Su Qinglan was stunned. She had already known that Xuan Long had lost his parents at a young age, but An Mo... She had always assumed his parents were simply living somewhere else in the Upper Domain or traveling far away from the estate.
She had never imagined that they, too, had passed away long ago.
For a brief moment, a heavy silence fell between them in the sunlit corridor.
Seeing the lingering sadness hidden behind Elder Cang's gentle smile, Su Qinglan wisely chose not to ask any further questions. Some ancient wounds did not need to be reopened.
Instead, she smiled softly, her voice light as she smoothly changed the topic. "I heard An Mo mention that this estate has many rare spiritual plants." Her eyes brightened again with lively curiosity.
"If it isn't too much trouble, Elder Cang, could you take us to see them? I would love to take a look."
